North

Within the Northern vicinity of the city, the wealthy gather behind meticulously trimmed hedges and high-class architecture. The pristine streets are paved with stone and the storefronts are brightly lit and inviting - for the right clientele. In the North, every establishment is eager to cater to the rich and the wealthy. Many such places are used to the sometimes peculiar requests of the otherworldly but here there is little that money cannot buy - whether it happens to be illegal or merely involves looking the other way. Vampires and Dark Hunters are often found upon these Northern streets, their long lives often contributing to their sizable wealth which allows them the luxuries that the North provides.

What You'll Find Here

Eternity
The VooDoo Room
The Witchery

Eternity

The newly opened Eternity is an expensive fine dining restaurant nestled high upon the hills of the North - providing it a breathtaking view of the city below. The award-winning chefs at Eternity collaborate directly with local farmers and producers to source the freshest ingredients for its ever-changing menu. The staff at Eternity pride themselves on serving each customer's unique dietary needs - from the vampiric to the mortal races. Reservations are strongly encouraged as Eternity is frequently booked to capacity.

The VooDoo Room

Located in the heart of the North, the Voodoo Room is the spirits lover's destination of choice in Sacrosanct. The Voodoo room is a craft cocktail bar that aims to provide an eclectic and exotic atmosphere. Nestled among the William Morris wallpaper, gold, and wood, you will find a new kind of neighborhood cocktail bar. One where hospitality and skill work in concert. With intoxicating liquors and a voodoo vibe, the Voodoo room will keep you coming back for more. Guided by the mantra of providing a one of a kind, high-end experience, the Voodoo Room's mixologists meet the highest standards with a fantastically themed selection of cocktails and specials.

The Witchery

Dark, Gothic, and thoroughly theatrical, the Witchery is a place to indulge yourself with it's lavish, theatrical suites. Whatever room you choose, you'll find glamor, indulgence, and luxury. From the Vestry to the Library and the Armory, the suites of the Witchery are nothing short of sensually romantic. A stay at the Witchery is not complete without dining in the rich baroque surroundings of the original oak-paneled hotel or among the elegant candle-lit charms of the Secret Garden. Whether you stay or dine, The Witchery is an unforgettably magical experience.

death incarnate, night triumphant


Posted on April 10, 2017 by Andras Stein
North

death incarnate & night triumphant

Those memories chased him from his home long before he was ready, even his wings couldn't keep him in the confines of his home. Letting those massive appendages sink into his back, he slips that jacket on and exits his home into the cool darkness. Relishing in the silence he wonders briefly if he would prowl towards the southernmost part of the city and take flight for a few hours, yet dawn was not terribly far off and he knew if he took to flight, the moment that sun lightened the sky, he wouldn't be ready to be grounded, he would be irritable for the rest of the day.

Shrugging the notions away, he slips his hands so casually into his pockets as he strolls into the city. A stiff drink would do the faerie lord good. He casually ignores the pedestrians, the scent of other supernatural creatures wafting into his nostrils. He was in a city where no one knew the ancient Monarch, did not know the power he wielded, did not know how very dangerous he truly was. He simply looks like part of a rich man, calm and cool, calculating and cruel.

He reaches a building, hesitating just outside of it as he glances through the windows, satisfied that he might find something worth drinking in the confines of this estate, Andras pushes through the door, making his way to a secluded table. It doesn't take long before a bustling waiter makes his way to the table, offering him a plethora of options, dismissing him quickly that he only wanted a drink for now, he watches as a woman makes her way through the crowd, her aurora screaming ownership as she makes her way to a table not too far from him.

Turning to watch, a familiar voice drifts across the bar, lingering in his ears as he takes a harder look. A sly grin slides into place as he stands with one fluid movement. Casually, the faerie slides towards the two women, just halting next to the owner of the bar as he catches the end of their conversation, his eyes entirely on the seated woman. Waiting for the owner to finish speaking, he turns to look at her briefly, "Apologies," he states with a sly smile that doesn't quite touch his eyes. Giving a brief nod at the owner, he folds his hands behind his back with care, "Perhaps we can have them less visible?" he suggests, maintaining the piece.

If Andras remembered correctly, Eve had quite the sharp tongue on her. After his suggestion, he slips into the seat opposite of her, entirely forgetting he had ordered a drink, the waiter now searching for him. Folding his fingers beneath his chin, he leans forward, regarding his old friend openly, his dark eyes roaming her, not particularly caring that he had an audience. It had been centuries since he had seen this familiar face, last, he heard she had mounted her husband's head on a spike for treason. How delicious. "Hello Eve, it's been awhile," his voice is midnight as he purrs at her. "I had heard you were in town, I didn't expect to meet you so soon. I would have eventually come to find you," that devilishly handsome smile slides into place, those hazelnut eyes dark with mischief.

What had his old friend been up to in the last few centuries? He wonders.

Andras Steinhello darling

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